He ran a hand up my arm, sending all the hairs standing up straight. My skin tingled, and my breath came short.
“I-I wasn’t planning for this to happen.”
“I know,” Nate whispered, pulling me close. His lips touched my hair. “But we don’t always plan when it comes to what or who we want. Sometimes it’s spontaneous because it’s meant to be. It’s the right time.”
“So if it feels good, do it?” I found myself rubbing my cheek against the firm muscles of his chest. There was little doubt of my desire. He could feel it…damn, he could probably smell it on me. Still, desire and lust had ruined my life once. I refused to let it happen again.
But God, I wanted Nate.
“There’s nothing wrong with having sex with someone you’re attracted to. It’s a natural, physical reaction.”
“I’m not worried about the physical part. That’s not an issue with us. It’s just that…”
“There’s something else going on, isn’t there? Spit it out. You’ve said there isn’t anyone else, and that’s the only thing that would come between us, so what’s going on?”
There should only be truth, but I couldn’t tell him everything. Before I could answer, he pushed me to the bed and sat next to me.
“I’m not going to hurt you. You know where I stand. I’m an open book. Right now you have that power.”
“I was hurt once. Badly. By a guy I loved more than anything. It was a blind and stupid love, but he was the first man I had sex with, and at the end I was left alone. I don’t ever want to feel so helpless and crushed, and I swore if I ever got involved again with someone, it would be more than physical attraction.”
Nate’s laughter surprised me. “Is that what you’re worried about? That I only want you for your body?” His appreciative gaze raked over me, and my heart jumped. I couldn’t help it. His eyes practically devoured me as he spoke. “Sure, your face and body were the first things I noticed. I’d have to be dead not to. But that isn’t why I want you. I like being with you. You’re fun and so damn sweet. You’re like starlight wrapped in moonbeams. There’s no more darkness when you’re with me.”
His beautiful words covered me like a warm blanket, chasing away the cold years of the past. I laid my head on his shoulder, and he played with my hair.
“I’m not fishing for compliments, you know. I’m trying not to be a fool.”
“We all do foolish things for love. And I’m sorry you were hurt. You didn’t deserve that. I want to promise I won’t hurt you, but how can any of us be sure? People sometimes do hurtful things without meaning to, or for some convoluted reasoning only they understand.” His hand tensed along the back of my head, forcing me to look into his eyes. “I don’t know what it is, Press, but you got to me. And I want to be with you, not only for sex, but for times like yesterday and today.”
The last of my defenses crumbled; I wanted that too. Spending the weekend with Nate so far had been what I’d always hoped for in a relationship. Being with him now would be the culmination of our time together and create a memory.
“I want that too. And I want you.”
I looped my arms around his neck and covered his mouth with mine. His lips softened, and we fell down on the bed together, laughing and kissing. I pulled down my boxers, and he followed suit, then pulled me on top of him. His skin was hot, and he was hard against my belly. I couldn’t stop running my hands over his broad chest and shoulders, while he remained intrigued by my tats and licked up and down the inked lines.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” He rubbed my ass, and the touch of his fingers went through me like an electric shock. Laughter rumbled through him. “You like that?” He wet his fingers and touched me again, and God, he had me on fire and ready.
“I like you touching me. Keep doing that…ohh God.” The tip of his finger slid into me, and I almost sobbed from the sensation.
He kept up the teasing rub, enflaming my nerves, driving me wild with that simple, maddeningly light touch. My dick throbbed, my whole body on fire. I grabbed him by the shoulder and crushed my lips to his, sucking greedily at his tongue while he fingered me. Shameless to anything but the absolute need to have him in me, I worked myself on his hand, crying my pleasure out loud when he slipped two fingers inside me.
“Mmm, you want me, huh?”
“So badly, God,Naaate,” I almost screamed as he penetrated deeper inside me.
“I want to fill you up so you’ll feel me even when I’m not with you.” He pressed light kisses along my neck. “I’m going to make love to you so many times today, you won’t remember your name by the time we’re through.”
Spots danced before my eyes, and my dick brushed against his taut belly. “Uhh, so good.” I panted and grabbed myself, rubbing my hand up and down my stiff cock. He continued with those butterfly kisses, and a trembling built up inside me. I worked my hand faster, in rhythm to his fingers pulsing in and out of me.
“You like that, baby?”
The endearment sent me flying over the edge, and I came so hard, it hurt. No one had ever called me that before. When I finished, I blinked and opened my eyes to find Nate gazing at me with amusement.
“Feel good?”
Wiped out as I was, I managed a tired smile and pulled him to me for a kiss. “I’ll feel better when you’re inside me.” There was no question now.
He explored my mouth with his tongue, tasting every inch of me, and I held his shoulders and melted into his touch. By the time he’d gotten the lube and condom, I was lying flat on my back, legs spread wide, any doubts I had gone like a summer rain shower.
